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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
~Love me like my demons do~ CHAPTER SIXTY TWO Ethan watched in amusement as Scarlett stalked into his penthouse, muttering angrily to herself. She was back from her appointment with Dr. Singh, her psychologist and it was an understatement to say that she absolutely hated going to him. But there was a chance she had PTSD and trauma from the past and Ethan wasn’t going to risk that by giving in to her hissy fits. As she stalked towards him, wearing a glower on her face, Ethan put his coffee mug down, and turned his laptop to sleep mode, setting it on the table in front of him. “I presume your appointment went well?” “There was nothing well about that hell!” She stood in front of it, wishing at that very moment that looks could kill. “And it is all your fault! “Glad I could help.” “I h
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